The five tigers of the Chen Family aggressively surrounded Xu Xiangbei in the middle, it seed today they would not let Xu Xiangbei go, not leaving him any way out.
Chen Ban City then supported Chen Dong to the hospital to check on his leg: "Brother, this kid is a bit strange, be careful, okay? I’m taking Cousin Chen Dong to the hospital."
The leader, Da Hu, glanced at Xu Xiangbei disdainfully.
Having heard that both Chen Ban City and Chen Dong were defeated by Xu Xiangbei, they expected Xu Xiangbei to be a formidable giant or a master with exquisite martial arts skills, but upon seeing him in person, he turned out to be a genteel young man.
It’s really hard to understand how the two of them could be defeated by such a young man.
Da Hu disdainfully said to Chen Ban City, "You go ahead, leave this to us, we’ll help you take revenge."
Among the three great Ancient Martial Clans in Jiangcheng, the Chen Family had the most people, and among the younger generation, the Five Tigers were the strongest, with Da Hu being the oldest, just over thirty, in the pri of his life.
Da Hu stood a full 1.9 ters tall, with a face full of nacing flesh, wearing a sports vest, his muscles bulged like boulders, his skin bronzed, appearing to be a master of both inner and outer cultivation.
His front chest exposed a blue tiger head tattoo, baring its fangs and claws, ferocious and terrifying, making people dare not look directly.
The other four tigers were a head shorter than Da Hu and followed his lead.
The second tiger was the fattest among the five, with a chubby belly, the flesh on his chest and chin sagging down, his weight probably no less than three hundred pounds, heavier than Fatty Cui.
His voice was very sharp and piercing: "Kid, you’re dead this ti."
Xu Xiangbei sneered: "Son, it’s not right for you to curse to death like this, look at your appearance, has your Chen Family’s food all been eaten by you alone."
The third tiger was a skinny man, although skinny to the bone, his muscles were robust. Seeing Xu Xiangbei surrounded by the five of them and still so arrogant, he said disdainfully, "You’re just talking tough now. In a mont, we’ll knock you down and see how tough you are then."
Xu Xiangbei glanced at the third tiger with disdain: "Have you not eaten for a long ti? So skinny like a pile of bones, you’re not worthy of being called a tiger; even considering you as a monkey would be a stretch."
The second and third tigers’ faces turned red with anger from Xu Xiangbei’s insults, but they were not eloquent, only feeling frustrated without finding suitable words to retort against Xu Xiangbei.
The fifth tiger was the youngest among the five tigers and was also quite handso, resembling Chen Ban City a bit, with a shiny, slick hairstyle, carrying a self-proclaid dashing look, flipping his hair.
"Stop wasting words with him, just knock him down directly."
Xu Xiangbei spat at him: "By then, who knows who’ll be knocked down. Do you think you’re handso? At most, you’re a pretty boy living off won, useless."
The five tigers were infuriated, their eyes wide open, mustaches bristling.
The fourth tiger had remained silent, being the shortest, about as tall as Chen Dong, with the sa sly look in his eyes; he exchanged glances with the other tigers, said nothing, and suddenly kicked towards Xu Xiangbei’s mouth.
The fourth tiger’s kick was ant to test the waters, to see how strong Xu Xiangbei was.
The fourth tiger’s flying leg was evidently faster than Chen Dong’s, before Xu Xiangbei could react, the foot already kicked to his chest, but the strength was not as great as Chen Dong’s.
Xu Xiangbei lightly stepped back, his palm pressed down, pressing on the fourth tiger’s instep, sending the kicked foot back.
All five tigers’ faces darkened, although the fourth tiger’s kick lacked power, ordinarily, no one would dare to easily counter with a single palm and effortlessly neutralize the flying kick.
The five exchanged glances, it seed this kid had so skills, otherwise, he wouldn’t have easily smashed Chen Dong’s ankle.
As the eldest among the five tigers, Da Hu had the strongest attack capability.
The Chen Family was famous for their legs, but Da Hu was not just about flying kicks, his fists were equally powerful, that fist, like a large iron hamr, accompanied by a gust of wind, smashed towards Xu Xiangbei’s face.
Da Hu’s height alone was 1.9 ters, his arms as thick as an ordinary man’s thighs, coupled with his hard-trained skills, this punch’s force could likely kill a cow.
Xu Xiangbei did not dodge, intending to test Da Hu, this elite of the third generation of the Chen Family, to see how strong his power was. He crossed his hands over his chest, sealed Da Hu’s punch with a slap.
Da Hu’s strength was indeed considerable, a heavy force left Xu Xiangbei’s palms tingling, but Xu Xiangbei’s Inner Strength surged up, neutralizing that imnse force.
A flash of surprise showed in Da Hu’s eyes, his seven-tenths strength strike was completely blocked by the opponent,
"Kid, not bad, try another punch."
Da Hu shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, his muscles seed to flow like water, especially a pair of broad pectoral muscles that involuntarily swelled.
An invisible Inner Strength surged from his Dantian to his right arm.
The airflow whipped up by that iron-hamr-like fist seed to mountainously overwhelm.
Simultaneously, a smile of admiration and approval appeared on the remaining four tigers, Big Brother’s aura indeed was extraordinary, this kid Xu Xiangbei, was dood this ti.
Even the three beauties watching from the silver Porsche were moved, letting out cries of astonishnt.
They saw that Da Hu’s iron-hamr-like fist’s airflow blew Xu Xiangbei’s hair askew, illustrating how strong the force on the fist was.
However, Xu Xiangbei’s face still bore that infuriating smirk of "a dead pig not fearing boiling water": "Impressive, now you really look like a tiger."
Xu Xiangbei still crossed his palms again, lightly against the pounding fist.
Everyone widened their eyes, feeling Xu Xiangbei was too bold, as if using a mantis arm to block a cart.
Slap, the big fist was once again blocked by Xu Xiangbei.
Strangely, Xu Xiangbei was not injured as expected, only his right foot stepped back with a heavy touch on the ground.
The fourth tiger stared blankly at Big Brother, thinking Big Brother held back, logically, Big Brother had used Inner Strength, a punch should have knocked the opponent flat, what’s going on?
Da Hu was the most shocked, the previous punch he rely used brute force, nothing surprising about the opponent blocking it, but this punch he employed ninety percent Inner Strength.
Even the once three-hundred-pound fat second tiger, carrying a thick protective shield, was knocked three ters away by this punch with ninety percent Inner Strength.
The three beauties in the Porsche were relieved seeing Xu Xiangbei unhard, resud eating their popcorn, and started chattering again.
Gu Xiangyi forced a smile: "I said it, Dr. Xu always surprises people at unexpected tis; see, I was right, don’t be fooled by that Big Guy’s fierce fists, Dr. Xu won’t step back an inch."
Ouyang Jiahui nodded with a bit of admiration: "That Big Guy’s punch is intimidating, even Uncle might not withstand it, Dr. Xu has so real skills."
"Sister, have so popcorn, why aren’t you eating?"
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